As some of you may know, I’m a college student taking up Education — and yes, I’m now a graduating student! It feels surreal even just typing that. This final stretch has been a rollercoaster of emotions.
Being in this phase is far from easy. In fact, it has probably been one of the most challenging parts of my college life. It’s hard. It’s draining. It’s demanding in every sense of the word — mentally, physically, emotionally, and let’s not forget, financially.
The teaching internship, or practice teaching as others may call it, has been the highlight of my senior year. The moment I stepped into my assigned school, I realized that this was no longer a drill. This was it. I wasn’t just a student anymore. I was expected to stand in front of young learners, guide them, teach them, and somehow, inspire them too. That’s a huge responsibility, and I won’t lie — it terrified me at first.
There were days when I questioned myself: Am I really cut out for this? Why does it feel like I’m giving everything I’ve got and still falling short? There were sleepless nights spent revising lesson plans, early mornings rushing to school, and long days filled with self-doubt, pressure, and fatigue. I even had moments where I thought of giving up. But despite everything, I kept going — and I’m so glad I did.
From the school where I was assigned, I learned the importance of being flexible and adaptable. No matter how well-prepared you are, real classrooms will always surprise you. Plans may not always work, and students may not always respond the way you expect — but the ability to adjust and remain calm is key. I also saw firsthand how a school is more than just classrooms and hallways — it’s a community, and every teacher plays a huge role in shaping that.
From my mentor, I gained wisdom that no book could teach. They didn’t just guide me through teaching strategies or classroom management — they taught me patience, understanding, and the value of leading with compassion. Their encouragement meant more to me than they’ll probably ever know. They reminded me that every great teacher started as a struggling student-teacher, just like me.
From my students, I received something priceless: perspective. They showed me that teaching isn’t about perfection — it’s about connection. Their smiles, their innocent questions, their random stories — those were the moments that lit up even the darkest days. They taught me how to be strong, how to be kind, and how to keep going even when I felt like I had nothing left to give.
This journey was rough. It stretched me in every direction. But if there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s that everything will be worth it. The sacrifices, the tears, the self-doubt — they’re all part of a bigger picture. I may not have reached the finish line yet, but I can already feel the pride that comes with chasing a dream with everything you’ve got.
To all future teachers out there, and to those who feel like giving up — please don’t. Your hard work matters. You matter. The seeds you’re planting now will bloom in ways you can’t even imagine.
Until next time, Hive friends. Thank you for still being here. I can't wait to share more of my journey with you soon. 🌸
